Hedonist...

Seek me not in alley where they pray for sanctity.
Day and night they stand in vigil, and beg mercy.

Seek me not in fields, where the sun beats its wrath.
Where the blossoms of farmers reap, to feed the mass.

Seek me not in the Tavern or the Harem.
The thirst for the inebriated self or the flesh is long gone.

Seek me in those calligraphy which I have etched...
On the tombstone of lost love, a grave of, what once was.

Seek me not in the body which, I will bid adieu.
Seek me in those words, which my soul yearns...

In those whispering winds, from her place...
The garden which I have curated, long after...

All the love once was, dead now.
And left with nothing, alive lifeless, somehow .

Just a vanishing voice, drowned in yearning.
Drunk in decadence, of not love but, the longing.

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Perhaps he dissipates a believer, engrossed and hedonistic in the significance or prominence of spiritual attachment and its congeniality; he is sure that after crossing this moment of faze time, one day he will definitely be at the forefront of his love essence, where the reaction of waiting will end forever. Keeping your anticipation and expectation alive in love lays you cognisant of its closeness; surely, someday you will be with your adore.

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One thing that one should always maintain--and it is the only duty is to be happy. Make it a religion to be happy. If you are not happy, something must be wrong and some drastic change is needed. Let happiness decide. I am a hedonist.And happiness is the only criterion humankind has.There is no other criterion. 

Happiness gives you the clue that things are going well.Unhappiness gives you 
the indication that things are going wrong and that a great change is needed somewhere.

🙏🏻 😊 🙏🏻

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Happily crumbled,
witnessing their love,
lying as a solid proof
for the devil in him
and the siren in her.
The ruin and tarnish
behind their doors
and none the wiser!

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